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We'll carry on,
We'll carry on,
And even though you're dead and gone believe me
Your memory will carry on
We'll carry on
And in my heart I can't contain it
The anthem wont explain it.

-=+=-=-+=-=+=-=+=-

My brother and his girlfriend, who was my best friend, died in a car crash two years ago and I've been depressed ever since. I had no one for what seemed like forever. I've never carried on, and probably never will.

Hi, I'm Summer. I'm just an average girl who lives alone in a small part of British Columbia. I spend too much time on the computer playing Minecraft, I drink too much hot chocolate, and I make YouTube videos for a living, your typical nerd, eh? Oh, and did I mention I only have four friends

Well, only four friends until one of my best friends added someone into our call. My life hasn't been the same until I met them.

Maybe it is possible to carry on.All Rights Reserved

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His Last Words [COMPLETED] by ScribblerBee

I didn't realize at first that those were going to be his last words... I never stopped to think that I wouldn't get another chance to call his name and have him throw his arms around me. I would never be able to tell him how much I loved him or how important he was to me, ever again. I couldn't even comprehend the thought of losing him. It's been seven years since that day and they haven't seen each other since. Carla became a school counsellor in the hopes of giving support to young children who are struggling with life but she never really lets herself fall back into her past. Evan became a paramedic so that he could save lives and save people from having to hear how their loved ones died moments before they arrived at the scene. He never lets himself truly remember that day or the paramedics who delivered the news to him while Carla stood by the wreck, tears falling from her eyes and his cell phone clutched in her hand. |------------------------------------------------------| | Short Story | Teen Fiction | No one ever truly wants to say goodbye to the ones they love because that will mean admitting that they are going- leaving us. What would you do if you picked up the phone and this time, saying goodbye meant saying it once last time?

His Heart to Love by nenewritesometimes

"Been about you, since I met you and imma keep it that way" You're special to me. You're the only one who I wouldn't mind losing sleep for, the only one who I can never get tired of talking to, and the only one who crosses my mind constantly throughout the day. You're the only one who can make me smile without trying, bring down my mood without the intention to and affect my emotions with every action of yours. I can't explain with just words how much you mean to me, but you're the only one I'm afraid of losing and the one I want to keep in my life. So, please don't leave me. ~April 18, 2021 ~July 21, 2021 Rankings: #4 in mentaldisorder 9/16/2021 #6 in highschoolsweethearts 9/16/2021 #38 in urban 9/16/2021 #14 in blacklove 9/16/2021 #5 in angerissues 9/16/2021 #12 in urbanromance 9/16/2021 #3 in bwbm 9/16/2021 #20 in contemporarylit 9/16/2021 #29 in urbanstory 9/16/2021 #2 in africanamerican 9/16/2021

Parasites (Kellic) by trashyalexx

(Kellic) (boyxboy) Kellin gets sexually assaulted by a friend he thought he was able to trust. The worst part? Vic comes home and hears them in the bedroom, thinking Kellin's just cheating on him, so, he leaves a note and takes off, leaving Kellin completely broken. Kellin and Vic both start bands, who become widely known across the world. Over the next 7 years, Kellin struggles to find the light again. He refuses to date anyone other than Vic, but he knows Vic would never love him again, so Kellin turns to his eating disorder to help him cope with the issues he has to deal with and take on in life. When Kellin and Vic meet for the second time, to create 'King for a Day' and go on tour together due to popular demand, will they stay awkward or will they be able to mend their broken relationship? {This story was inspired by a roleplay written by me and @KellicBro. Go check her out, she's fuckin' awesome.}

Cacophony by DivergentlyYours

Sydney didn't have much, but that was fine with her. She didn't need much. Growing up on the Washington coast in a lonely beach town, working quietly behind the scenes was what she was good at. Living on the beach was much less glamorous than most people imagine. Her home was a beat up old Winnebago that she had shared with her father until he passed. Her father had been a detached parent. He loved his daughter of course, but he was by no means an affectionate man. She had grown up fending for herself, working backstage at a bar that hosted live bands using a fake ID. After the death of her father she saw an ad for a guitar technician for a local Seattle band. A love of rock and roll had been the one thing that her and her dad had in common. Selling everything that she didn't need she packed up her pickup truck and travelled north to the city, leaving the sleepy town in her rear view mirror. She didn't expect to embark on what would become the adventure of a lifetime. For someone who had hardly left the town she grew up in, the opportunity to get paid to travel the country and listen to great music was a dream come true. The band became her family, and life on the road was a perfect fit for her. Chris Cornell instantly became Sydney's best friend in the whole world. They were in love, that was plain as day to anyone who paid attention. Yet, sometimes love isn't as simple as it should be. Sometimes, love hurts. Warning: This book covers potentially triggering subjects such as depression, suicidal ideation, domestic abuse, sexual assault, poverty and drug use. These are issues that many of us have faced and are very real. If you or a loved one is experiencing suicidal thoughts or abuse in a relationship, please reach out and find help. My inbox is always open as well!

•Annabelle• by Autumn_Rose8228

My name is Jason, I am a 17 year old senior, and my life ended on March 3rd, 2015, when my best friend Annabelle, the love of my life died. No, my life didn't actually end, but sometimes it feels like it did, and I wish it had. The only thing I do now in life is sit on my porch staring at the empty, lifeless house across the street; wishing I would wake up from this nightmare. All I can do it sit there, and think about what I've done, and what I could've done different, but never will be able to fix it. Sometimes I just want to lay down and forget about life, pretend like I'm not here, and never been. But its torture to close my eyes, and to fall asleep. I see her, I see her dying in my arms, taking her last breath; the touch of her lips and her hand turning cold. If only she hadn't met a monster like me, if only I hadn't fallen in her life. It was that one day, that one evening that changed everything that made me regret my whole life. •'*•.¸(*•.¸♡¸.•*')¸.• *'•, ♡ ♡« ᎪᏌᎢᎻᎾᎡ'Ꮪ NᎾᎢᎬ »♡ ♡ '•.¸.•*(¸.•*'♡'*•.¸)*•.¸.•' Anytime you hear the name Annie they are referring to Annabelle. Also, I know that there is some strange horror movie with this title... It has absolutely no ties to my book. I just like the name XD

Stay With Me (Shawn Mendes) by agentscarn

It had been an hour since I had gotten the call that changed my life. It still hadn't hit completely hit me yet, probably because it was only 3 a.m. I wasn't crying like everyone was expecting me to be doing. I was just staring out of the window, watching the cars passing as we drove to the hospitial. "Where are we?" my six year old sister asked, finally waking up. "We're driving to the hospitial. You need to go back to sleep, Elizabeth," my dad told her. "Why are we going to the hospitial?" she asked. "Shawn was in a wreck," my mom said simply. "Arden's boyfriend Shawn?" she asked. "Yes," mom said. As the conversation between Elizabeth and my parents went on my breathing got faster and so did my heart. Now that I was hearing it being spoken to a six year old it seemed more real. But it couldn't be, I was going to wake up and everything was going to be fine. Shawn would fine. As we pulled into the hospital parking lot I was begging to wake up. I counted my fingers. 1. 2... 6. 7.. 10. I had ten fingers. I read somewhere that in dreams you have extra fingers. So this was real.

Living to Loving by Geekgirl531

She has PTSD. He has epilepsy. He's on the football team and she's in choir. She's introverted and shy. He's extroverted and popular. He's determined to keep his secret, while she's been stuck in survival mode since her sister died. They're opposites. But sometimes opposites attract, right? When they meet at a support group, he's terrified she will unleash his epileptic secret to the world, but they're destined to be something else. Soon they're hopelessly in love. Real love. But when disaster strikes, can they keep this love together, or will it tear them apart? Read to find out and don't forget to vote and follow! (All criticism welcome) (#2 in Unlikelylove) (#1 in epilepsyawareness) (#1 in socialoutcast) (#1 in servicedog) (#2 in schooldance) (#2 in dedicated) (#1 in epilepsy) (#4 in paraplegic) (#4 in musiclover)

Let's Pretend My Tears Are Raindrops by Bixie101

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Like Nobody Else by TheBlackSorceress

Haunted by the mantra "I'm nobody," I echoed these words in my mind, feeling as though my entire existence revolved around catering to the happiness of others. Despite having friends, a constant undercurrent of self-doubt lingered, as if I were an anchor holding them back. In the shadow of my brother Adam's fame with the renowned band Three Days Grace, I was the family's black sheep, an outcast in our town. My academic prowess and hardworking nature seemed to count for naught, dismissed by my father as failure. Even my past relationship revealed a cruel truth - I was a mere experiment for my ex-boyfriend's infidelity. While my brother Adam basked in the heroics of our town, I felt cast aside, deemed a potential threat to other teens and shunned like a contagious disease. Despite my pleas for help falling on deaf ears for years, my existence seemed insignificant, unnoticed. The reflection in the mirror, one last look before I just contemplated ending it all, reflected a soul weary of pleasing others at the cost of my own emotions. With black lipstick, I scrawled a poignant question on the mirror: "Are you happy?" In the final, desperate act, as I pushed myself to the brink, a rush of relief mingled with the pain. Yet, as I succumbed to the darkness, a familiar voice called my name, disrupting the silence. Awakening to a hospital room, my feet tied to the bed, a blond-haired, blue-eyed figure lay by my side, a silent sentinel. Even in my darkest moment, he defied my wishes, standing vigil over the remnants of a life I sought to escape. The tangled web of emotions unfolds as I grapple with the unexpected second chance, questioning whether the bonds of love and resilience can conquer the shadows that once consumed me.

My brothers best friend by gobbycow

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His Last Words [COMPLETED]

I didn't realize at first that those were going to be his last words... I never stopped to think that I wouldn't get another chance to call his name and have him throw his arms around me. I would never be able to tell him how much I loved him or how important he was to me, ever again. I couldn't even comprehend the thought of losing him. It's been seven years since that day and they haven't seen each other since. Carla became a school counsellor in the hopes of giving support to young children who are struggling with life but she never really lets herself fall back into her past. Evan became a paramedic so that he could save lives and save people from having to hear how their loved ones died moments before they arrived at the scene. He never lets himself truly remember that day or the paramedics who delivered the news to him while Carla stood by the wreck, tears falling from her eyes and his cell phone clutched in her hand. |------------------------------------------------------| | Short Story | Teen Fiction | No one ever truly wants to say goodbye to the ones they love because that will mean admitting that they are going- leaving us. What would you do if you picked up the phone and this time, saying goodbye meant saying it once last time?